Intro
[Intro]
G G
I lay awake in bed, I don't know how I got here
G N.C.
There's knocking on the door - 1-2-3-4
G (x4)
[Verse 1]
G G
It's quite a bloody mess in here and no one feels responsible
G G
The fragmentation of ourselves, nah, don't be so sensible
Am C G G
You know they built on sand but they call it an empire
G G
So much for cleaning up now, the middle class is fading
G G
Those friends in higher places are deceptive clowns parading
Am C G G
The cocaine cowboys and the wall street vampires
[Chorus 1]
Em
And I say:
C G Bm Em
White noize, white noize - come and lull me into my sleep
C G G
White noize, beautiful white noize
[Verse 2]
G G
Who distributes the migrants, who talks about the crisis
G G
New faces to the cabinet, let's see how thick the ice is
Am C G G
Testing distant waters, quietly behind the scenes
G Gaug
My arm is growing tired, of waving the white flag
G Gaug
And now there's nothing left to light, just filters of old fags
Am C G G
The prime minister's driving in a long black limousine
[Chorus 2]
Em
And I say:
C G Bm Em
White noize, white noize - come and lull me into my sleep
C G Bm Em
White noize, beautiful white noize - tonight I don't care if I'm a creep
C G Bm Em
White noize, white noize - is the quiet before the storm
C G G
White noize, beautiful white noize
[Bridge]
Em C G G
And the world goes - tweet tweet, tweet tweet, tweet tweet, tweet tweet, yeah
Em C G G
And the birds go - tweet, tweet tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet tweet, yeah
Am C Am
In a room without a roof - I'm staring at the ceiling
C G G
In times like these they don't care about how we're feeling
[Chorus 3]
Em
And I say:
C G Bm Em
White noize, white noize - come and lull me into my sleep
C G Bm Em
White noize, beautiful white noize - tonight I don't care if I'm a creep
C G Bm Em
White noize, white noize - comes the morning comes a time to reap
C G G
White noize, beautiful white noize
[Outro]
G (x4)
G Gaug
There's no one left to talk to, and no one wants to listen
G Gaug
How can we right a wrong when all they do is reminiscing
Am C G G
Free speech echoes, echoes from the wall
Am C G
I lean back in my camp chair, waiting until they fall